Every day gets me tangibly closer to my goal of manipulating flesh. Today the berries stopped growing mana crystals and became mana crystals themselves. It was pretty weird when I first saw it happen, at first I thought I had failed. The berry was the same color as it was before I started this whole thing, only a little shinier. It took me a little bit before I realized what it actually was.

After that, the berries stop getting bigger as quickly, but they got denser as I improved them. I could feel the satisfaction the berry bushes were getting from these improvements.

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My plants have started to refer to the new hobgoblin more and more. They aren’t sure what to make of him, many even want me to meet with him. Though what they want me to do when we meet varies. He’s certainly done a good job of getting them to notice him, and several of them approve of him, but not all of them. I’ll have to meet with the guy, or girl, it’s not too clear which it is. The plants referred to him as whisperer, or at least that's what I have decided to interpret that pattern of, thoughts? Ideas? Not too sure how to describe it. Anyway, I’m going to try to meet with this whisperer fellow tomorrow.

Anyway, Good NIght Diary.